The driver pulled the car up to the curb and came to a gentle stop, "Madam."
Silver got into the car, sighing with a touch of disappointment, "Let's go home."
The moment the car drove away, Owen Reynolds and Roseanne were just crossing the street, each with shopping bags in hand.
Their paths crossed just as one car and two people moved in separate directions.
"Let me take those," Owen said, taking the shopping bags from her hands without waiting for a response.
Roseanne didn't protest.
She knew it was futile.
Besides, the bags were indeed heavy.
As they reached the corner of the street, Owen suddenly asked, "How are you finding things at Elite Business University these days?"
Roseanne nodded, "The labs are not only well-equipped but also spacious. Professor Farrell is great, and the senior students under him are very considerate, always remembering to log extra materials for us as well."
However, Roseanne had paid for all those materials according to the price list.
She was already using the lab for free, so it didn't feel right to use their materials without paying.
Owen paused before asking, "Have you run into any troubles?"
Roseanne thought for a moment. Her research was progressing smoothly, and she was catching up on her previously lagging schedule. Academically, she was keeping up, even though she scored an A- on her last quiz due to a question that was ambiguously phrased, which confused the entire class...novelbin
After reviewing recent events in her mind, Roseanne was about to shake her head and say no, but then she remembered something...
"You hesitated. Is it about what happened in the Elite Business University cafeteria?" Owen asked.
Roseanne turned to him in surprise, "How did you know?!"
"I attended a meeting this morning and ran into Professor Farrell."
Roseanne's mind raced, and then she looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to reach Professor Farrell. Did he...complain to you?"
By the end, Roseanne's head was bowed in both shame and guilt.
Professor Farrell had lent them the lab out of respect for Owen, and now that trouble had arisen, it seemed like he was seeking Owen for accountability...
"Why are you apologizing?" Owen
stopped in his tracks, causing Roseanne to stop as well. She. looked up, accidentally locking eyes with his deep gaze, "...because I've caused you trouble."
He sighed lightly, "What I mean to say is, you did nothing wrong. There's no need to apologize or feel any burden. And as for causing me trouble, do I look like someone who fears trouble?"
Roseanne gave him a quick look, "Not really. Trouble probably fears you."
Owen laughed.
"Good to know. Next time something like this happens, don't hold back. Refuse if you must, walk away if you need to. Remember-"
He emphasized each word, "If the sky falls, I'll be there to hold it up. You have nothing to fear."
In that moment, Roseanne felt as if her heart had been struck by something profound.
Her eyes and nose began to sting with emotion.
Blinking back tears and rubbing her nose, she nodded, "Okay. But, what about Professor Farrell...?"
"You don't need to worry about him. I've already reminded him to take a closer look at the quality of students and faculty at Elite Business University, as well as the overall academic atmosphere."
It was outrageous!
Not only were there students who behaved recklessly and got into fights, but there were also counselors who engaged in petty complaints and backstabbing.
Wasn't it time for a serious overhaul?
Roseanne was speechless.
Was this really okay?
Wasn't it a bit too bold?
Owen, however, assured her firmly, "There's nothing wrong with it. Did they think about the consequences when they were bullying? Did they think you had no one to stand up for you?"
Roseanne was stunned.
He was...
Standing up for her?